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A man meets us at the door. He nods his head at us. “Sir. Ma’am. I’ve been instructed to take you straight there. Please follow me.”
We make our way down a hallway. I can hear music and chatter, but we don’t see anyone. We’re clearly coming in a back entrance. I need some amount of discretion as the CEO of Daulton and Lawrence.
He stops at a door with a red light. The man points to the light. “When that turns green, you can go in. The same light is on inside. As long as it’s green, you’re fine. The only steadfast rule for you is that if it turns red, everything must come to a stop.”
We nod in understanding.
“There’s an intercom inside the room if there are any issues.”
We nod again, and the man leaves. We’re alone in the hallway.
The anticipation is killing me. I have my back to the wall next to the door. I pull Carter’s shirt toward me and nibble at his lips. “Carter, I can’t wait anymore. I need you.”
He moves his lips back to mine and deepens our kiss. He lifts my legs so they’re wrapped around his waist. I can feel the anaconda is ready to go, and I grind myself onto it.
We both moan.
Just then, the light turns green. Carter pulls his lips from mine. He stares at me in question. I nod.
I stay wrapped around him while we enter the room. There’s a big bed and a mirrored wall. I motion toward the mirrored wall. “Is that where the other couple watches us?”
“Yes. They control whether we can see them or not. It looks dark, so I guess we won’t see them.” He smirks. “Knowing they’re watching us from the dark is kind of hot.”
I nod in agreement. He pushes my back to the wall next to the bed and kisses me again. He pushes himself hard between my legs. I need him inside me as quickly as possible, but I know putting on a bit of a show for our audience is half the fun.
I can’t believe there are places that offer this. When Carter explained Club Yeur to me, I immediately said yes. It seems too good to be true.
He grabs my breast from the outside of my dress. I moan and whisper into his lips, “I need you to touch me. Make me come.”
He moves his hand down and slides it under my dress. He moves my underwear to the side and immediately slips two fingers inside me. I lean my head back. “Yes, Carter.”
All of a sudden, out of the corner of our eyes, we both catch the green light turn red. We freeze.
The intercom light goes on and we hear, “Reagan, stop.”
My mouth falls open as I look at Carter. “Is that my mother’s voice?”
Just then, the light in the other room turns on. Jackson and my mom are standing there wide-eyed, in complete shock. Jackson’s shirt is unbuttoned, his hair is a mess, and her lipstick is on his face.
Mom’s hair and lipstick are a mess, but at least her dress is on. Though it looks like it may not have been a moment ago.
Mom and Jackson come to watch people have sex? Oh. My. God.
THE END
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ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
To the Queen, TL Swan:This amazing journey would never have begun if not for your selflessness. This unexpected new path in my life has brought me so much joy. I owe it all to you. Please know that I try every single day to pay it forward.
To Jade Dollston and Katie Evans:Our group chat brings countless smiles to my face each and every day. You keep me going on the days where the insecurities creep in. I think to myself, “I can’t quit, because then they’ll remove me from this group chat.”Jade Dollston, I don’t know where to start with you. In your words, we are sistahs from other mistahs. I take comfort in knowing there are other middle-aged women with the sense of humor of sixteen-year-old boys. We are the poster children for never growing up. I hope that never changes.Katie Evans, my therapist…I mean amazing PA. You listen to me whine, bitch moan, cry, overshare (though you do that too), and generally freak out. You manage my crazy like the boss you are. I’m thankful to have found you, and I’m honored to also call you my friend.
To Fun Sherry and Stacey: My OG beta readers who have been with me since day 1. I can’t tell you how much I value your input, honesty, and friendship. Don’t worry, when I’m big and famous, I’ll do my best not to forget you (no promises).
To My ARC Team:Some of you have been here for every book, and some are newer, but I appreciate every single one of you. Thank you for understanding my off-color humor. Thank you for sending me off-color humor of your own. Thank you for calling me a “sneaky ho” when you get to plot twists. Thank you for reading my books and spreading the word to others. I couldn’t continue this journey without you.
